As the team sat together, the afternoon sun casting long shadows at the village's entrance, Arya turned to Raymond with a thoughtful expression.
"Raymond, are you worried that you'll be fighting alone at the front with no one to back you up?" she asked.
Raymond nodded, his expression serious. "Exactly. Anything can happen in battle. I do my best to hold the line, but I can't guarantee that I'll stop every monster from reaching you."
He glanced between his teammates before continuing, "The enemies we've faced so far have been relatively weak. Take the Flying Locusts from our last mission, they were a nuisance, but manageable. But if we had been dealing with Crazy Baboons instead? If one of them got past me and closed the distance on you, fighting back would've been a nightmare."
His words sank in, and a brief silence followed. The memory of past fights flashed through their minds, reminding them how fragile their formation truly was.